Ain't Nothin'

I see 12 then you know that I'm runnin' Big bankroll, man, you know that I'm thumbin' Been counting up checks, man, this shit ain't nothin' I'm smoking on dope, you know I'm big bluntin' He is a bitch, yeah, he got confronted Ain't going out sad about my money Wanna ride in a foreign, yeah, I done it Lotta money, I be counting them hundreds Not trusting no more, man, I can't believe it Niggas be hating, ain't got no reason With my team and my niggas be eatin' Thot bitch, kicked her out, get to leaving Sit down with my gang like a meeting Good gas all a nigga be breathing Getting money, niggas don't know the meaning Good Wock, man, that nigga was leaning G-Shock, better know it's by Ferg Real ice, nigga, just like a "brr" Bad bitch and she got the curves Foreign car, man, you know I'ma swerve Sing on the song, nigga, like I'm Whitney Bankrolls, man, I'm keeping it with me Real nigga, man, you know I'm a real G Hop in that foreign, get to speeding Said she got money and she don't need me I'm with my bloods, yeah, we are bleeding Ain't talking 'bout a gang, I'm talking 'bout my family I'ma watch a Fight play with my family Too much Louis, you already know Big bankroll when I walk in the store Rich nigga, man, you know I ain't poor I'm getting pizza, I be gettin' the dough Good gas, what the fuck is a pote? I'm smoking Gelato like a float He getting money, yeah, that nigga my bro I'm getting money, yeah, I get it for sure Look at my goddamn neck, it's cold Nigga, you a bitch, I know you told These niggas be bitches, man, breaking the code Light up the blunt, lights off, then I'm gone Flew to LA to go home Smokin' that gas out the raw cone Call the plug, nigga, pick up the phone Bitches calling, man, leave me alone I see 12 then you know that I'm runnin' Big bankroll, man, you know that I'm thumbin' Been counting up checks, man, this shit ain't nothin' I'm smoking on dope, you know I'm big blunting